Amour (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7. ~ Meaghan

Chapter Seven. ~ Meaghan.

"Do you think she actually forgot the key?" Zayn asked, referring to the incident of being locked in Kira's room. He had an amused expression on his face, while he scanned over everyone with laughing brown eyes. I couldn't help but laugh back. I knew Kira was a huge fan, but I also knew she wasn't weird enough to deliberately forget the key to unlock her door.

"Of course she did!" Niall exclaimed, and the rest of us nodded in agreement. Zayn rolled his eyes playfully before looking over at Niall.

"I was joking. Even if she didn't, it was still amusing." He said, adding in a chuckle.

The reason Zayn was able to say this without getting hit over the head was because we left Kira in our hotel room to clean up after the party. Of course I felt bad, but we decided who was going to play maid fair and square; bar chair spinning. I always knew having competitions of who could spin the fasted would come in handy. And even if Louis hadn't been the judge, you could clearly see I was the winner. So while Kira gets to clean up, the boys and I get to just chill out, and do nothing.

Kira and I had only known these boys for a couple of days, and I already feel a bond between them that makes me feel like I've known them forever. Even with their fame, they still seem like normal, everyday guys. They are all easy to talk to, and have enough energy to last them for days. And even after just two days, I can't imagine not having friends as nice and easy to get along with as them.

"Liam, have you seen my cellular device?" Niall whined, looking over at Liam with defeated eyes.

"Nope. Niall you have to be responsible with your things." Liam said. Niall rolled his eyes, which made me laugh.

"I think I left it at the party. I'll be back." Niall said, getting up off of the sofa and leaving the apartment.

"He loses his things as much as he eats food." Harry tsked, shaking his head dramatically. I started giggling to myself, and played with the hem of my shirt. When no one said anything, I stopped laughing and looked up to see everyone staring at me.

"Who says cellular device?" I giggled again, but quickly sobered up when I was the only one laughing. They soon went back to their weird conversations about how Zayn was too vain, and how Liam's phobia was not normal.

In front of me, I could feel Harry's gaze on me, burning holes into my head. These boys really weren't to worried about being caught red-handed.

"What are you looking at, Styles." I said, while trying to keep a straight face. Harry seemed to break from his trance, and a blush came to his cheeks when he realised he was busted. His lips curved into an awkward smile, and I couldn't help but let a smile creep onto my face as well.

The loud bang of the front door of the flat made me snap my attention over to where Niall was storming through the living room. He had a pissed off look on his face, what's up with him?

"What's wrong mate?" Louis asked, furrowing his brows at the angry Irishmen.

"Don't worry about it." He said monotonously. The rest of us looked at each other with confused glances, and it was very clear that we were going to worry about it.

"I'll go see what's up with Niall. You guys stay here." Liam said, gesturing his hands to the living room. And just as quickly as he stood up, he was gone in the direction of Niall, leaving the rest of us in an awkward silence.

"I'm going to go check up on Kira, she might need help cleaning up.." I trailed off, slowly getting up and making my way to the door. If Niall just came back from our flat that pissed off, then I had a feeling it had something to do with Kira.